Harry Potter Morning Light

Principal Dumbledore decided to hold a graduation ball for the seventh grade, but the graduation ceremony was not included, and the degree conferring ceremony was not held in the magic school, and considering that the parents of some students could not come to the wizarding world, people outside the school were not invited participate.

To put it simply, the seventh grade colleges hold their own graduation parties, and then go their separate ways.

No one had any objections, so the meeting was adjourned, and everyone left the principal's office one file at a time.

Pomona walked down the steps and encountered a magic key on the way.

This is really strange, until now there is still a "fish that slipped through the net".

Pomona followed it to the planetarium, where astrological charts hung on the walls.

They had been drawn by wizards from time to time as they traveled the world, but her attention was soon diverted from the Artful Key to something else.

"Beautiful bouquet," Pomona said with a smile. "Who gave it to you?"

Isabella Sidney came out of the darkness with a large bouquet of roses.

"Why are you here? Professor." Isabella said with a smile.

"Come to get something, and I'm leaving now," said Pomona.

"I just want to go back to the cellar, let's go together." Isabella said.

So they walked down together, and all the way Pomona smelled the roses in Isabella's hands, which reminded her of Lily, when James Potter gave her a bouquet of roses in the public.

It wasn't a marriage proposal, but it was an announcement that they were together. Lily didn't turn her head away as usual, but chose to accept the roses from James, and then they embraced amidst the booing of people around them.

Severus was no longer in the school at the time, and like the rest of the Death Eaters, the school was still Dumbledore's "base".

"You don't plan to get married after graduation?" Pomona asked casually.

"Married? To whom? This?" Isabella asked Pomona, holding up the rose in her hand.

Pomona thought he had asked a silly question.

Isabella shook her head.

"My mom got married not long after she graduated and I didn't want to be like her," Isabella said.

"So you're going to be a career woman?" Pomona asked.

"It's not that I'm against family life...my mom was always trying to be a good mother, she was at all my parent-teacher meetings, and there were shows big and small."

"Isn't that nice?" Pomona said.

"Don't you think it's too trivial?"

"Excuse me, what did you say?" Pomona said slightly surprised.

"I know she's there for me, but I don't like the way she talks," Isabella said.

Pomona understood.

"You think she babbles?" Pomona said.

"She always misses the point when she speaks, and even treats me like a child." Isabella said with a bit of a bad tone, "She can use other rhetorical methods."

Pomona also doesn't know how to speak, and adults sometimes find it difficult to communicate with young children because they can't understand too complex sentences. So Isabella's mother, like many mothers, chose a simple rhetorical way to communicate with Isabella.

When Isabella grew up and received higher education, she found that her mother's knowledge level was not as good as her own, but her mother still treated her like a child.

Everyone got a jersey knitted by Molly for Christmas, not Bill in particular. Bill wouldn't wear the woolen gloves Molly had given him either, although they kept him warm, a lad his age preferred a "handsome" look.

"Effective communication is only when others understand it." Pomona said, "If you use some complicated rhetoric, what's the use of saying something that others don't understand?"

Isabella frowned, looking at Pomona in disapproval.

Or just can't listen.

Pomona said heartily.

Although 17 years old is considered an adult in the wizarding world, it is still a teenager in the Muggle world, even if it is not rebellious, it is enough to cause headaches.

"Where's your pet? Forehead," Pomona heard someone say as they passed a hallway.

"Maybe looking for food in the trash, that's where it belongs," said another.

"A place like his house, right?" said the boy at the beginning.

"I heard that when your father repaired the house, the materials were picked up from garbage dumps. No wonder you take mice as pets."

Pomona walked over following the sound, and found that two Slytherin boys blocked a Gryffindor freshman, who she still knew, and it was Percy Weasley.

Patsy blushed and looked like he was going to fight, but he was the match for the two tall Slytherins.

"What are you doing!" Pomona yelled.

The two Slytherin boys who were laughing loudly at Percy saw Pomona approaching and ran away.

Times seem to have indeed changed, if before...

"Are you okay?" Isabella asked Percy.

Passy, ​​who was serious at a young age, turned his head and left, ignoring Isabella's concern at all.

Isabella shrugged at Pomona, saying there was nothing she could do.

"You know who those two 'little guys' are?" asked Pomona.

"They're first years, they're just big, and they're going to be on the Quidditch team," said Isabella.

Pomona couldn't help feeling that the conflict between Slytherin and Gryffindor was really complicated.

But the younger brother of the Gryffindor prefect was bullied by Slytherin, will they "revenge" back?

If so, she might have to inform Madam Pomfrey to prepare some healing medicine, after all, she is a young man.

The corner of Pomona's mouth couldn't help but go up, and walked towards the medical wing.

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Fourth grade Ron Weasley was a "disaster" in his prom attire. After the prom, the girls laughed about him. It's hard to believe that Hermione chose him instead of Victor Krum.

While flipping through the recipes, Pomona thought, even if Hermione didn't choose Victor, she could still choose Harry. Of course, this would fulfill the "ambition" that Litaquist said in the newspaper.

She sneered and turned the recipe to the next page.

Anne Boleyn is an "adventurer", she successfully replaced Catherine of Aragon and became the queen of Henry VIII.

How hard is it to have a boy? Anne Boleyn felt that she had this ability, but things did not go as smoothly as she expected.

Catherine of Aragon is also the daughter of the "Double King" of Spain. Unlike the richness of Castile, Aragon is very poor. Before the death of Queen Isabella in 1504, no one knew that the "mad girl" Hu Anna and Catherine of Aragon, who will inherit the throne of Castile? After the "result" comes out, Henry VII doesn't want Henry VIII and Catherine to marry again. The prince and princess are almost not "forever" like in fairy tales Live happily together.

By the time of Henry VII, Britain had lost almost all the land during the Hundred Years War, and the Holy Roman Empire had also obtained the right to inherit the Spanish throne through marriage. At the same time, Spain also obtained the right to rule the Duchy of Burgundy. Anna lived in the lowlands for some time.

Due to Juana's mental problems, her father Ferdinand had planned to become the regent of Castile, but was opposed by the Castile nobles and chose Juana's husband as regent, but no one thought of Philip I He died suddenly at a young age, and his son with Juana, the future Charles V, was only six years old, and Ferdinand's regent was legalized.

Does he really love Isabella, or is it because he wants to unify Iberia?

Had Manuel and Isabel's son Miguel lived, Iberia would have been united under his hands.

Severus once compared Harry to pigs raised in captivity, and the lives of those commercial animals were not as happy as Harry's. In that "efficient" farm, their lives are used by the owner as a tool in exchange for money.

Severus came from the Muggle world, but was more of a philosopher, thinking about miserable people and happy pigs.

He was also different from Hermione, in the Muggle world there was only an empty house without any family in it.

Barnaby said that every Slytherin had an "interesting" childhood.

What he said may not be all right, Draco Malfoy's childhood was very ordinary, but he also had things that he couldn't get. When the dream of becoming a professional Quidditch player conflicted with his mother's strict prohibition, he chose to obey and not take risks, while Harry did some risky behaviors that his parents would definitely strictly prohibit.

Harry has no parents anymore, unlike Neville who has grandpa, grandma, uncle...

"The beef is back."

Pomona looked up at the man returning with the paper bag.

Longda is actually a kind of glutinous rice paper. It is a sacrifice for blessings. It melts in water and blesses people on a safe journey.

She didn't want him to go on another "journey".

"Why are you looking at me like that?" He put the paper bag on the table.

"I saw it just now. You were looking at old photos in the warehouse, right?" Pomona said with a smile. "Who else did you take pictures with besides you and Lily?"

"Slughorn wants to take a photo with me, but I'm afraid the whole photo will be crowded with him." He said with self-conscious humor, "I didn't find that sauce."

"What sauce?" Pomona asked.

"The hideous cook's secret recipe," Severus said.

"Since it's a secret formula, how can you buy it?" Pomona asked.

He seems to have figured it out, but stays in place like petrified.

"What are you doing looking through old photos?" Pomona asked pretending to be careless.

"I just happened to find it, do you have old photos?" Severus asked.

Pomona was speechless.

"You didn't?" he asked in surprise.

"Of course I have old pictures!" she said angrily.

She didn't expect to lose to him in this aspect, especially since he only had one card.

"Take it out and see." He said with a smile, as if he had already won.

"We'll talk after dinner." Pomona said, taking out the beef.

She must have taken photos before, but she doesn't remember, who remembers when she was a child.

He skillfully helped her cut potatoes. Seeing this scene, Pomona became inexplicably angry and stepped on him hard, and he avoided it nimbly.

"What are you doing?" he asked confusedly.

"There are cockroaches!" She said angrily, picked up the meat hammer, and slammed the meat on the chopping board.